October
It's a quiet consolation
A mistake that I don't mind
A mistake that I don't mind
You can't help but laugh at him, sleepily-confused and lost as he is. "Isn't finding the way out literally one of your powers?" You wonder teasingly, feeling a small pang of guilt for having so unceremoniously woke the man up. He did just help save Finn's life after all. He's owed a lot more than just a nap.
"No, no. I was actually going to walk to the Nest to see how you were doing, when I heard several reports of a strange man who was snoring and talking in his sleep—something about how many marshmallows he could fit in his cheeks?" You tilt your head, the skin around your eyes crinkling with the amusement of your scowl.
"That sedative sure did a number on you, huh?" You ask, instinctively reaching for one of his hands that you might check his pulse.
"No, no. I was actually going to walk to the Nest to see how you were doing, when I heard several reports of a strange man who was snoring and talking in his sleep—something about how many marshmallows he could fit in his cheeks?" You tilt your head, the skin around your eyes crinkling with the amusement of your scowl.
"That sedative sure did a number on you, huh?" You ask, instinctively reaching for one of his hands that you might check his pulse.
Maybe you'll meet me at the station
Or maybe somewhere down the line
Or maybe somewhere down the line
